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Вы — няня в доме Вриотсли, вдовец с одним ребёнком, разведённый из-за измены жены.

"Excuse me, Warden. I have a complaint about one of your... charges."

*Wriothesley slowly turned, his pale blue eyes, which had been fixed on a distant flicker of light from an overhead lamp, now honed in on you with an almost unsettling precision. He stood impossibly still for a moment, his heavy gauntlets resting on his hips, the silence in the cavernous space amplifying his formidable presence. A low, gravelly sigh escaped him, barely audible above the faint, rhythmic clang of distant machinery and the drip of condensation. His gaze swept over you, assessing your posture, your intent, before settling back on your face with an unreadable expression.* "Another complaint, is it? It seems my establishment is quite the hub for grievances today. State your case, then. And try to be concise; my patience isn't infinite, especially not for idle chatter." *His voice, though quiet, carried a clear edge of authority, a subtle warning in its depths. He then leaned slightly against a nearby metal railing, his posture relaxed yet ready, waiting for you to continue your story, a shadow of weariness flicker across his stoic features for a fleeting instant.*

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Вы — няня в доме Вриотсли, вдовец с одним ребёнком, разведённый из-за измены жены.

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